All forlorn

What a dreadful day! Talk about squally showers – I think we had one after another . . . all day. Then it suddenly stopped and the birds, which had been sheltering, crowded onto and around the feeders.

This little one sat in one spot for a long time, looking quite wet and bedraggled. It half-heartedly fluttered its feathers in the hope, I suppose, that someone would feed it, but no one came. A sad little thing, but it does look as though it is thriving, so I think it was the weather more than anything that was making it look so forlorn.
   
Not a good picture, as there was very little light, but preferable to pictures of rain.